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Branna Murphy is a survivor, a wife, a friend, a sister, and a soon-to-be-mother. She doesn’t have time to linger on anything, especially on a silly argument about how many children she will bear.

Ryder Slater is a hardass, a husband, a friend, a brother, and a soon-to-be-father. Unlike his wife, he has nothing but time to argue his case about how many children they will have… until that time is threatened to be taken away from him.

A surprise honeymoon deep in a beautiful forest for a secluded getaway was supposed to be fun, romantic and peaceful – until the storm of the century hits and both Branna and Ryder face a new enemy that has means to harm their family.

Mother nature.

Branna is consumed by her love for Ryder, and will fight to the end to keep her family safe. Branna treasures Ryder, and what Branna treasures, Branna defends.

Kane

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Ryder

L.A. Casey is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who juggles her time with her mini-me and writing. She was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She enjoys chatting with her readers, who love her humor and Irish accent as much as her books.

Casey’s first book Dominic, was independently published in 2014 and became an instant success on Amazon. She is both traditionally and independently published and is represented by Mark Gottlieb from Trident Media Group.

Branna Murphy is a survivor, a wife, a friend, a sister, and a soon-to-be-mother. She doesn’t have time to linger on anything, especially on a silly argument about how many children she will bear.

Ryder Slater is a hardass, a husband, a friend, a brother, and a soon-to-be-father. Unlike his wife, he has nothing but time to argue his case about how many children they will have… until that time is threatened to be taken away from him.

A surprise honeymoon deep in a beautiful forest for a secluded getaway was supposed to be fun, romantic and peaceful – until the storm of the century hits and both Branna and Ryder face a new enemy that has means to harm their family. Mother nature.

Branna is consumed by her love for Ryder, and will fight to the end to keep her family safe. Branna treasures Ryder, and what Branna treasures, Branna defends.

Kane

Aideen

Ryder

L.A. Casey is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who juggles her time with her mini-me and writing. She was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She enjoys chatting with her readers, who love her humor and Irish accent as much as her books.

Casey’s first book Dominic, was independently published in 2014 and became an instant success on Amazon. She is both traditionally and independently published and is represented by Mark Gottlieb from Trident Media Group.

Branna Murphy is broken. For months now she has been a part of a one-sided relationship to a man she loves more than life itself. She prayed for a miracle, and hoped something would change, but found that was wishful thinking.

Ryder Slater is furious. For months now he has been lying to a woman he would take a bullet for in order to protect her. He is involved in something that goes deeper than his old past, and if he strays off target, people will start to die. People he loves.

He couldn’t talk. He couldn’t slip up. He couldn’t lose focus. He couldn’t do a damn thing.

Things between Ryder and Branna are at rock bottom, and Ryder knows it. Not only will he be taking on a force that could destroy his whole family, but he will be battling tooth and nail to save his relationship and keep the love of his life by his side.

Ryder targeted Branna from the first moment he saw her, and what Ryder targets, Ryder dominates.

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Keela

Kane

Aideen

L.A. Casey is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who juggles her time with her mini-me and writing. She was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She enjoys chatting with her readers, who love her humor and Irish accent as much as her books.

Casey’s first book Dominic, was independently published in 2014 and became an instant success on Amazon. Now a hybrid author, she is both traditionally and independently published and is represented by Mark Gottlieb from Trident Media Group.

In anticipation of Ryder’s release on March 8th, L.A. Casey has put both Dominic and Alec on SALE! Start the Slater Brothers today and get Dominic for just 99¢ and Alec for $1.99!

DOMINIC

** Book #1 in the Slater Brothers series. **

After a car accident killed her parents when she was a child, Bronagh Murphy chose to box herself off from people in an effort to keep herself from future hurt. If she doesn’t befriend people, talk to them or acknowledge them in any way they leave her alone just like she wants.

When Dominic Slater enters her life, ignoring him is all she has to do to get his attention. Dominic is used to attention, and when he and his brothers move to Dublin, Ireland for family business, he gets nothing but attention. Attention from everyone except the beautiful brunette with a sharp tongue.

Dominic wants Bronagh and the only way he can get to her, is by dragging her from the boxed off corner she has herself trapped in the only way he knows how…by force.

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“I know,” he replied as he put me down on the ground but didn’t let me go. He turned me to face him. “I have to ice that pretty face of yours, remember?”

I hated that I turned red again, and I hated Dominic even more for smiling at me because of it. When he turned us both to face his house, I stared wide-eyed. The two men that stood leaning against the doorframe were seriously sexy.

“Wow,” I whispered.

Dominic snapped his head at me and glared.

“Who’s the little beauty, bro?” the lad on the left asked.

Little beauty? I thought. Me?

Oh.

My.

God.

The man had dark hair like Dominic but it was long, it almost reached his shoulders. He had the same dimples when he grinned, his arms were huge with muscle and he had multiple tattoos. I could see this because he was shirtless. One tattoo was really colourful and wrapped around his arm and slithered up to his shoulder and neck.

The other lad was bare-chested as well; he had some tattoos and was muscular also. His hair was tightly cut to his head and he had a lot of scars on his torso and face that I could see from a good distance away, but he was still strikingly hot.

I found it very hard not to look at the oblique muscles they were both sporting, but I managed it, and I think I deserved a medal for it.

“Don’t even think about it Alec, she’s mine,” Dominic snarled making both the men grin.

Again with that? I thought. Seriously?

“Ahh,” the brother with the longer hair grinned. ”You must be Bronagh then?”

“How do you know me name?” I asked, confused.

Both the men grinned when Dominic snarled at them.

“Don’t mind them. The asshole talking to you is Alec, the prick on the right is Kane, and my other brother Ryder is in the house with Damien.”

Dominic, Damien, Alec, Kane and Ryder.

Oh, my God. Their names were just as sexy as they were.

“It’s a pleasure.” Kane said to me after a moment.

He looked like he was glaring at me, but when Alec murmured something to him; he smiled and scanned his eyes over my body openly.

I melted; he had such a stunning smile, which caused me to smile back at him. I didn’t even pay attention to the scar curved around his mouth because his smile was simply breath taking.

I felt my face and neck flush as I tried to push away from him. “What the hell, Dominic?” I snapped. “The past few weeks you annoy me from a distance but within the last half hour you won’t stop touchin’ me. What the hell, man?”

“Man,” Alec and Kane mimicked my accent in unison making each other chuckle.

I flicked my eyes towards them; I had them narrowed but when Kane laughed at my trying to get away from Dominic, I couldn’t keep it up for long.

“How old are you both?” I asked, smiling.

“Twenty-five,” Alec replied.

Kane cocked his brow. “I’m twenty-three, how old are you?”

“I’m eighteen today.” I replied.

“Happy birthday,” Alec and Kane said in unison making my insides flutter with delight.

“What? I just said I liked his tattoos.” I frowned then pointed my finger dangerously at him. “I don’t know where you’re gettin’ off thinkin’ you can tell me what to do, Dominic, because you can’t, so stop it before I break a bone.”

He smirked at me. “You want to get physical with me, darling?”

“What?” I spluttered before licking my suddenly dry lips. “I think we need to go to the hospital with you, you’re sayin’ weird things and just actin’ out of character since that fight. I really think Jason hit you too hard on the head.”

Dominic’s brothers chuckled as they moved around us. I watched as they went into what I would have guessed to be a sitting room but turned out to be a home gym. That explained why they were shirtless and so buff; they were working out and clearly did it often.

“Are you going to stare at my brothers all day or are you going to come with me?” Dominic asked in an impatient tone.

I bit down on my lower lip. “If that is a legit question, I vote to stay here and stare at your brothers all day.”

ALEC

** Book #2 in the Slater Brothers series. **

Keela Daley is the black sheep of her family. She has always come second to her younger cousin Micah. Even in the eyes of her mother, Micah shone bright, and Keela faded to black. Now, in adulthood, Micah is a bride-to-be and the spotlight is solely on her. Keela is a low priority…or so she thinks.

Alec Slater is a bachelor, never one to bed the same woman, or man, twice. He is a free agent who does what he pleases and answers to no one; that is until a fiery Irish redhead with a temper to match her hair colour knocks him on his arse. Literally.

She hates to admit it, but Keela needs a favour from the cocky Slater brother, a huge favour. She needs him to not only escort her to Micah’s wedding, but to also pose as her boyfriend. Alec agrees to help Keela, but has certain conditions for her to abide by. He wants her body and plans to have it before anyone can say I do.

What he doesn’t plan on is losing his heart as well as the possibility of losing his family when someone from his past threatens his future.

Alec owns Keela, and what Alec owns, Alec keeps.

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I focused on the kitchen table and began to stack up the magazines. When they were in a pile, I looked at the table and stopped for a second. I picked up the envelope that Mr. Pervert dropped off last night and sighed as I turned it over and ripped it open, not caring about the contents inside.

I turned the card in my hand over when I pulled it from the envelope. I opened the pretty cover and read the first line. I dropped the card on the table and stepped back.

“Oh, my God!” I said, staring down at the table.

“What?” Aideen asked as she came into the kitchen. I pointed at the card without looking away from it.

She moved around the table, picked up the card, and read it. “No fuckin’ way!”

I felt a little dizzy so I pulled out a chair from my kitchen table and sat down before I leaned my head forward and placed it on the table and let the tears come. “Why would they do this to me?”

“Because they are evil, pure bloody evil!”

I cried hard when Aideen began to read the wedding invitation to Micah and Jason’s wedding aloud. She stopped midway, ripped the invite up, got her lighter from the kitchen drawer, and lit it on fire. I sat up straight and stared at her when she walked to the sink, dropped the burning invitation into the sink, and then poured water on it. The smoke alarm went off from the smoke so Aideen stood up on a chair, pulled the battery out of the alarm on the ceiling then got down and opened the windows in the apartment to air it out.

I didn’t move as she did all this; I could only sit there and cry.

“I still can’t believe I didn’t recognise Jason, I’m so stupid. I thought he really liked me. He was with me for six weeks just to get back at Micah for cheatin’ on him. That bastard made me fall for him and he knew it!”

Aideen moved in front of me and kneeled down. “You had never seen Jason in person; you don’t go round to Micah’s house, at all. The most you had seen were pictures of him on Facebook. He dyed his hair black and hit the gym since his school year ended. He isn’t the same person that’s on his profile picture. He looks very different so this is not your fault. He played you; that fucker took your virginity for fuck’s sake!” Aideen’s voice was getting louder and louder as she continued speaking, her anger at what Jason did to me getting more obvious.

I sobbed as I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around Aideen and squeezed.

“We will just pretend you never got that invite, okay? We’ll be here all day. I can arrange all my coursework for the students who are attendin’ summer school this year and you can write some more of your book. What do you say?”

I groaned and pulled back from our hug. “I can’t even think about writin’ at the moment. I just want to go to bed and not get up ever again.”

When Aideen slapped me across the face, it took me a few seconds for the pain and realisation of what she did to hit me. “What was that for?” I snapped and lifted my hand to my now throbbing cheek.

“For gettin’ yourself into a slump over a prick who does not deserve it!” Aideen stated.

I frowned and continued to rub my cheek as I said, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, not for anythin’. Okay?”

I nodded my head and hugged Aideen again and when we separated, I said, “I have to go to the weddin’. You know me ma will come round here and pester me for life if I don’t. If I go and sit down in the back of the church and reception, she won’t care.”

Aideen growled. “I hate your ma.”

I smiled making my friend chuckle.

“I just wish I didn’t have to go single. That will only make the entire day worse.”

“The entire week, actually. The weddin’ is in the Bahamas and you leave in the next few days.”

“What?” I screeched.

Aideen nodded. “That’s what the invitation said.”

“Fuck!” I groaned and hung my head.

We were silent for a moment until Aideen dramatically gasped which made me jump.

“What is it?” I asked.

She looked at me and said, “You’re goin’ to kill me, but I have a solution for you so you won’t be attendin’ the weddin’ as a single woman.”

Kane

Aideen

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L.A. Casey is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who juggles her time with her mini-me and writing. She was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She enjoys chatting with her readers, who love her humor and Irish accent as much as her books.

Casey’s first book Dominic, was independently published in 2014 and became an instant success on Amazon. Now a hybrid author, she is both traditionally and independently published and is represented by Mark Gottlieb from Trident Media Group.

Branna Murphy is broken. For months now she has been a part of a one-sided relationship to a man she loves more than life itself. She prayed for a miracle, and hoped something would change, but found that was wishful thinking.

Ryder Slater is furious. For months now he has been lying to a woman he would take a bullet for in order to protect her. He is involved in something that goes deeper than his old past, and if he strays off target, people will start to die. People he loves.

He couldn’t talk. He couldn’t slip up. He couldn’t lose focus. He couldn’t do a damn thing.

Things between Ryder and Branna are at rock bottom, and Ryder knows it. Not only will he be taking on a force that could destroy his whole family, but he will be battling tooth and nail to save his relationship and keep the love of his life by his side.

Ryder targeted Branna from the first moment he saw her, and what Ryder targets, Ryder dominates.

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My eyes locked on the corner booth, or rather on the man in the booth.

Oh, Christ.

“Branna?” Aideen laughed. “Will you blink?”

I knew I was staring, and for the life of me I couldn’t make myself stop or at the very least look away. My libido sprung to life and had taken over full control of my body.

Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.

“Who is that?” I asked Aideen without taking my eyes away from the Greek God that was sat in the corner booth gulping down Budweiser like it was water.

“That,” Aideen wickedly grinned as she nudged me to the edge of the dance floor, “is Ryder Slater. Skull says he is from New York and that he just moved here with his younger brothers, one of his brothers – who is an identical twin by the way – is a fighter. He has fought here almost every weekend for the past few weeks, he is lethal and is only Bronagh’s age.”

I heard everything Aideen said, but my mind, and vagina, only focused on one crucial detail of her intel: Ryder Slater.

“He is gorgeous,” I gushed, unable to look away from him.

Aideen whooped over the music. “Go get him, mama.”

I felt molten heat creep up my neck. “I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?” Aideen asked, clicking her tongue.

I looked at my friend and frowned. “How does a woman like me talk to someone who looks like him? Because I honestly have no idea. I’ll make a tit out of meself.”

Aideen rolled her eyes and over the music she said, “Branna, will you listen to yourself? You sound like you’ve already been rejected by him, but you haven’t and you won’t, if you just be yourself. You’re stunnin’, babe, and you’re a hell of a girl, too. Lads dig that.”

I hated that my eyes welled up. “You’re so sweet to me,” I said and quickly dabbed under my eyes, careful not to ruin my eye make-up.

“We have got to get you laid,” Aideen grumbled. “And Ryder Slater will be the one to work out all of your kinks. Come with me.”

Everything happened rapidly fast then. Aideen grabbed hold of my hand and quite literally tugged me along behind her as she briskly walked off the dance floor, not caring that body after drunken body was in our way. I shouted for her to slow down, but either she couldn’t hear me over the music, or she flat out ignored me. I only shouted once because I became very self-aware that I was shite at walking in heels, and brisk walking in them could very well cause my immediate death.

When we made it through the crowd and across the dance floor I silently thanked God that I survived, but then quickly asked him to take my life when I realised where Aideen brought us to a stop. We were no more than a metre away from the very booth that the stunning Ryder Slater was sat at. He was looking down at his phone, but when he noticed we were standing next to his table staring at him, he pocketed his phone and gave us his full attention.

I stepped behind Aideen out of sheer mortification.

“Hiya,” she shouted over the music. “I’m Aideen, and this is Branna, we thought you might like some company. You look a little lost sittin’ over here on your own.”

How can she speak to him, or any man, with such confidence? I wondered. I would never be able to do that, not without looking like an utter fool in process.

I was jolted from my thoughts when Aideen turned to me, and roughly pulled me out from my hiding spot behind her. I stumbled to her side and knocked my knee against hers causing me to hiss. I resisted the urge to rub the sting away, because my attention was now on the grey eyes that were trained on me.

Oh, hell.

“Hello,” Ryder said at the exact same time the song playing changed. It allowed me to hear how deep his voice was, and how wicked his accent sounded.

I waved at him – like an idiot – and said, “Hey.”

His lip twitched and I wondered if he already thought I wasn’t worth the trouble of talking to.

“Would you like to join me?” he asked, raising his voice to be heard over the now thumping sound that filled the club.

I swallowed, and stared at him with shock.

Aideen jabbed her elbow in my side and answered for me. “She’d love to,” she gushed.

She put her small hand on the base of my spine and pushed me to the side of the booth Ryder was sitting on, and I didn’t know why, but I resisted. I suddenly felt like I was being fed to the sharks. I brought my face to Aideen’s and said, “I can’t do this, I’ll feel too idiotic to sit next to him. I don’t trust meself not to say somethin’ stupid.”

Aideen completely ignored me and turned me around to face Ryder – who hadn’t moved an inch since we arrived at the table – and nudged me forward with both of her hands. To avoid falling on top of Ryder, I had to turn on my side and drop into a sitting position next to him. I didn’t look at him out of fear I’d see amusement on his face, so instead I looked to my friend – I use that term very loosely – and tapped the empty spot next to me, but she shook her head, grinning.

I widened my eyes, and pleaded with Aideen not to leave me through my skull drilling stare.

“I’m goin’ to go and get us some drinks,” she stated. “You two get to know each other, I won’t be long.”

I gasped when she turned and almost instantly got lost in the crowd. I sat up straight and searched the crowd with my eyes in hopes I would see her, but I only saw strangers’ move their bodies to the playing music.

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Keela

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L.A. Casey is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who juggles her time with her mini-me and writing. She was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin, Ireland. She enjoys chatting with her readers, who love her humor and Irish accent as much as her books.

Casey’s first book Dominic, was independently published in 2014 and became an instant success on Amazon. Now a hybrid author, she is both traditionally and independently published and is represented by Mark Gottlieb from Trident Media Group.

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